The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1887-09-19
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LINCOLN

During the early days Of the war every
one will remember tho Bcorn and con.
tempt which WAS heaped upon the name
Of Lincoln, especially by a portion OF the
public press. His homely face, hia un-
calmly form, his backwooda manners, Us
well "a his governmental acts were all
made aubjects Of the most unsparing ridi.
cnle and abuse. Among the papers which
followedthiS line Of conduct none was more
conspicuous for the malice and bitterness
oil Its attacks than the comic English
newspaper known as the London Punch.
Almost every issue, by cartoon, carlcature,
paragraph or rhyme, aimed an insult or q
Breer at the Chief MaRiatrate OF the Uni
ted States. But after bis assassination It
did tardy Justice 10 his wonderful charac.
ter and abilities. In the next number OF
the paper appeared picture OF the muir.
dered President, lying IN etate, wrapped
In the stars and stripes, with Columbia at
the head and Liberty at the foot in atti.
tudes OF mourning, and accompanied by
tho following poeln:] w. MI
You lay swreath on murdered Llncoln's bier,
You who with mocking pencil wont 10 trace
Broad, Tor thesclfCon plRcent British snccr, .s
Ills length Of shambllns limit his turrowcd face
Ills saunt, suatled!hands,.h!s unkempt bsls.llng
nls gsrb uneou,h. his bearing III at case, G
HIS lack OF all we style rs debonair ',fn...
or power or Will to shine or ait to please.
You whose suat! pen backed up The pancils
laugh, sl..' 80 9'raD : 1II''. II'lr.''0 = a..
Judging each stepas though the way were plain,
RECKLESS 10 Il could point The paragraph 4
VI chtets ptrpfe1ity, OF peoples pain. ~,
.
Beside this corpse that bear, for winding sheet M
inc stais anu Atripes he lived 10 rear anew;
Between tho mourners At his head aud fort,
sHy, scuffll Jester, Is there room for youS
fess he had lived to fhlmc nc for my sueer-
10 lame my peueil aud coutute my pen,
10 MAKE me own this hind OF princes, peer,
ms raii'splitIer trus.born king OF mcn, ,-
N.Y. shallow Judgment had lcarnod to rue, a
.Noling howto occasions height he rose,
How nus quaint VIII made home truth seem moro
How Iron likehls temper grew by blows. NJ
How gentle yet how hopeful he could be,
HOW IN good fortune Mud In Ill tho same,
Nor bltlcr In succeSs, nor b0lstinl he, =.
ThiH!y orSold, not teYeFish for iame,
lie went about his work: such work as few
Ever had laid on head, aud heart aud hand,
Al ono who kDOws where there's task to do,
Mans honest and must Heavens good grace
command VI, T-''''' :
Who trusts tho strength will with tho burden
That GOD makes Instruments 10 work His will,
II put that VIII we eau arrive to know, :
Not. tamper with the weights OF gqod or III.
So he went forth. to hattie on tho side
Which he felt sure WAS liberty's and rights.
As In his pleasant boyhood ho had piled
LIS wafIaIe with rude natures thwatting nights.
The uncleared forest, the unbroken SOIL
The iron bark that turns the lumberer'sax,
The rapid, that oerthr0Hs the boatlnaus toll
SThe prairie, hiding the mazed wanderers tracks,
The nmbushed Indian and the prowlins bear
Such were the deeds that helped his youth to
train: gG IL - -"
Rough CULTURE but such trees large fruit may lear,
II but their stocks be OF right gr.h aud grain,
SO he grew up. a destined work 10 do. .=.
And lived 10 do 1t, foue long-snf!crng years.
Inflated. ill.teeiug lll.rerort lived theough;.
And then he heard the Kisses changed to cheers,
The tauns to Tribute. tho abuse to praise,
Aud took both with the same uuvaryfng mood:
TIL as became on light from da,klIug days,
And seemed 10 touch the goal from wAere he
stood, ,l.'l : - ~ =, :"
A tclon hand between the goal and him
lReaChed from behind his back. a trigger pressed:
Ard those pcrplexed aud patient eyes grew dim;
Those gaunt, longlabored limbs were laid to rest
The words OF mercy were upon his lips,
Forgiveness In his heart aud on his zen,
When this vile murderer brought swift eclipse
To thoughts OF peace on earth, good will 10 men,
Tho old world and the new. from sea to sea,
uttcs one voice ottympAthy and shame;
Sore heart: go stopped when 1t at las: beat high;
SAD Lie! cut short lust AS It's triumph cAne.